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It is, it is a wonderful thing to be the pirate queen (for LFP and Blurugirl)

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In a lot of ways, Tikuna IV was...

Well, there's no way to get around it. It was a shithole of a planet. Which was probably why they could get away with putting a human refugee camp on the planet.

Etar'ipy didn't have anything against humans. Quite the contrary. She liked humans. She didn't know any of them personally, and she felt bad for them. They had lived on their planet for millions, if not billions of years. She was a little fuzzy on the history part. And then the S'milsu came along, took over the planet, made it like one of the five holy sites of their religious founders, and then were selling to the rest of the galaxy tha the S'milsu Hegemony had always been native to Earth, and humans were somehow interlopers on their own planet.

Sucked being humans.

Everyone felt sorry for the humans, but nobody wanted human refugees on their homeworld. So humans either learned to assimilate and become exotic citizens on their new homeworlds, or lived for generations in barely tolerated refugee camps. And the refugee camps were always on little trashy backwater worlds like Tikuna IV.

Etar'ipy was actually here because of the human refugee camp. Humans might be unwelcome on most worlds throughout the galaxy, but human cultural artifacts were a different story. For example, a human "Coffee Table Book" dedicated to something called "The Pirates of the Caribbean" had spawned a whole fashion/lifestyle movement on Etar'ipy's homeworld. So she had brought her small one person trading ship to Tikuna IV in the hope she might find some long held treasure that a human might be willing to trade. So far, though, she hadn't gotten to talk to any humans. Tikuna IV was a minor planet in the Karfkab Kingdom. Unlike Eter'ipy's people, the Karfkab were canines and, though it was a stereotype, Eter'ipy's people and the Karfkabs got along like cats and dogs. Etar'ipy had spend three days sitting at the gate of the camp going through paperwork with no end in sight.

Maybe I should give up hope of talking to any humans Etar'ipy sighed to herself as she scrolled through yet another computer screen full of forms.
 
Jack grunted as the branch was broken across his back, sending him sprawling across the hard terrain. He flipped over glaring up at the beastly man snarling over him, his partner calmly standing next to him, "Jackie boy... We've given you nearly six months to pay your interest!" he said before stepping hard on the humans hand. A loud crunch and crackling of electricity could be heard as the hand came apart under the weight of the mans boot heel. He smiled down at him, "You walked outside your little protected zone, didn't you? And now you pay," said the man.

Jack whimpered and sputtered in anger as he felt the larger of the two men put more weight on him, a knee on his back as one of the officials who had been by her as she did her paperwork moved to intervene. The guard and another stepped up to the fight and pulled the men apart. Jack winced as he was hauled to his feet, glaring at his mangled robotic hand. He shot a glare at the dog man and spat on the floor in front of him, "I borrowed 10,000 and paid back 20,000! That's more than the original agreement you bastard!" he shouted, "Besides, you just busted my hand and without a hand I can't exactly work!" he said.

The dog man smiled at him, "And you owe me nearly 15 more! And if one owes at least 10, you can ask the state for a life debt. You paid late and interest built, I have your signature and everything!" he said to the guards.

The guard sighed, "Really? Your going to make me fill out the paperwork for that little of a cost?" He grumbled. The other dog man smiled and nodded at him as the guard sighed, "Great," he said as he hoisted Jack up and dragged him over to the table she was sitting at, "your freedom will cost 15, 250 credits to be paid by a buyer at the time of purchase. Standard rate says you will serve them for 61 months. You can pay this fine in one hour or you will be put up for auction..." the man said as Jack's eyes went wide with terror. No one ever came back from that. They say 61 months, but it doesn't take long to disappear someone who belongs to another person. The guard grumbled, "It'll be easier to just sell you now, you have anyone who can pay for you human? I'd rather not have to process you," he said as the other guard talked with the two men he seemingly owed money too.
 
Number of visits to Darkon VI? It took all of Etar'ipy's willpower not to sigh out loud. What in the sixteen dark planes of the underworlds did a world on the far side of this arm of the Milky Way have anything to do with her wanting to try to make a potential trade with one of the humans at this refugee camp?

Etar'ipy knew the answer to the question before she even thought it. The Karfkabs have a love for their bureaucracy procedures in the first place, and if it made life rough for a membr of Eter'ipy's species, so much the better. With a grumble, she answered 'Zero' on the computerized form and moved on to the next question.

And then it happened.

Near where she was sitting, two of the Karkkab guards began assaulting one of the human refugees. Etar'ipy's ears twitched as she listened to the conversation and a scowl crossed her face. Typical Karfkab behaviour. The fur on her back bristled, but she forced herself to focus on the form before her.

And then the guard brought the human over and practically dropped him into Etar'ipy's lap. Okay, not really. The Karfkab knew better than that. Eter'ipy's people and the Karfkabs didn't get along, but they kept the peace. And the Karfkabs knew any physical assault, intentional or not, on any member of Etar'ipy's species, would have clan ships from every sector of space on the Karfkab kingdom.

But slamming the human so close to Etar'ipy was definitely meant as an insult. Just one that Etar'ipy wasn't in a position to respond to in kind.

Until one of the guards gave her an opening.

"I'll pay for him," she told the guard.
 
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The guard grunted, "Excuse me? Finish your paperwork..." he spat before pausing, "Actually, you know what? That sounds good. If you can pay for everything right here, and right now, then take him, you don't need to finish your paperwork, just... take him and get out," He said to her, "You pay the fee's and everything else and we just... pretend none of this happens. The shark gets his cash, this man gets his punishment, and you get a new pet...for whatever reason you want it, deviant," he said, the last bit coming out in a grunt.

The guard ground his face across the table till he was looking up at her, "Please... Miss... I don't know who you are, but I can... I can get you so much more than whatever you'll get for me on the black market," he said, "Listen... my name is Jack... I can... I know some stuff. I can help you, I'm worth more to you as a... anything but a slave," he said to her softly. His eyes were tearing up a bit, mostly from the pain but also from his fear. This was happening so fast.

The man walked up glaring at the man, "WAIT! No! This bastard owes me money! I do not wish to see him sold to someone like her... I wish for his services to myself and...' he paused as the guard swung around, glaring at the man. His muscle stepped up, growling to which the guard growled back until the other two backed down quietly.

"RIGHT... she's buying it, you'll get your money. Unless you cranked up his fee's so he COULDN'T pay you back in the hopes to be able to sell him off on the black market... but you're better than that, right?" He said, before turning to Etar'ipy and held a hand out for her cards, "I'll scan everything in and you'll pay for him right here and now... then you can do what you want, take him off to your ship, take him into the camp to get his things or... whatever," He said, "Fuckin' tourists," he muttered under his breath one more time as Jack squirmed and got slammed into the table again, with another whimper from him.
 
Etar'ipy's eyes narrowed dangerously at the 'fucking tourists' remark, but she kept her peace. Any response to the insult would only result with her being escorted out of the camp and the human befalling whatever fate that she seemed to have interrupted. Instead, she handed over her identification card and one of the cards she carried around for such transactions, one with enough credits to cover the price.

She was also starting to have second thoughts about acquiring this human. What the hell was she going to do with a human? But it was too late now. Having made the gesture, there was no way...no way...she was going to back down in front of a Karfkab.

Well, nothing to do about it now. She'd get the human off planet, patched up, and then decide where to drop him 9ff at.
 
Jack was released and his hand, his human fleshy hand, was held out and popped it with a microchip identifier. He winced as he held his hand after they let it go and he glanced at the woman, still trying to process everything. The guard finished the little bits of paperwork before finally finishing it and nodding to him, "Go," he said to the two. Jack and her were hurried out of the little shack they had set up for processing and thrown out onto the sidewalk.

Jack shook his hand as he looked at her before moving past and gathering the pieces of his broken mechanical hand, "Listen... lady, I don't know who you are, I don't know what you want, I can see you're dressed like a... uh... a pirate,' He said sounding slightly confused, "If you really want something... anything, I can... work this debt off quick... but I don't have a hand. I'm a workman, I do welding," he said to her, "I'm just another guy out here, and I don't have much but... whatever you want or need? I can pay you back... I don't care how just please give me a chance ot pay you back!" he said.

He was clearly in the thought process that she would sell him off. And a human slave might actually make some money in some places. But most places didn't allow life debt's, let alone actual slavery. This backwater was a relic of the past. He grunted as he shifted his weight a little bit, as the man who he owed money came out glaring at the two as they left. Jack winced as the man left with his muscle and walked off, more than likely to harass others. He looked at her, "That bastard loaned me money to fix my hand," he said to her, "I did it.. and paid him back quickly but... he jacked up the interest rates and fucked me over," He said to her quietly as he held the broken pieces of his hand and looked at her, "Listen... I know what a human goes for, you do too what with what you're wearing," he said, "I have some... family heirlooms, just... let me go back to my apartment and I can get you something you can sell," he said to her.
 
Etar'ipy actually felt sorry for the human...was Jack his name? Jack. Etar'ipy was feeling for Jack. When the Karfkab escorted her out, they had to do so politely. And she knew they had to hate every minute of it. So they took all their frustration out on Jack. Eter'ipy got shown the door. Jack got

And as soon as the two were out of the shack, the human started groveling, begging, pleading...

Etar'ipy was really beginning to regret acquirking this human. And if the transaction had involved anyone but the Karfkabs, she would have walked away from it. But it was the Karfkabs, and there was no way she could back down from them.

When the human offered to get her some family heirlooms, she shrugged. "Fine. Be back at the gate in an hour's time. One hour. If you show up one hour and one minute, I'll; be gone." Etar'ipy decided that was fair enough. If the human decided not to show back up but run off, she had done all that could be expected to help him out. She didn't owe him more than that.
 
His eyes went wide, "I... uh... sure... sure," he said to her quietly. With that he ran off. It took him a bit ot pack up all he owned, but he did it, and packaged most everything together before coming back to the gate, fifty five minutes later. He was standing with five or so boxes on a hand cart, and waiting for the woman. When she came back he looked at her, "You know I have to go with you... if they seem e out and about they'll tag me and go with this implant... a" he said holding up his good hand, "And if they see you're not around I'll go back up for auction," He said quietly, "But.... I have some things to show you at least... since you seem to have...specific tastes," he said.

He opened one of the boxes and shuffled around inside of it before pulling out a few things, one of which was a book with pirates on the cover. As well as a few old CD's that seemed to have other things on it. He paused, "There's more in the boxes... first top two are for you, the rest is my stuff..." he said to her, "So... where are we off too?" he said quietly as he looked over his shoulder at the camp, "And... don't worry too much about... leaving the system... I don't have anyone or anything waiting for me," he said to her.
 
Etar'ipy was at first fascinated by the book on pirates as she flipped through it, then became disenchanted. The book that had spawned the fashion trend on the man worlds her people had inhabited was more entertainment based, whereas the book Jack gave her was more gritty and historical. Plus, the pirate fashion was already here, already trending. She needed something that would be the new trend.

When Jack showed her the boxes that he said were 'his stuff,' she immediately said, "Show them to me. Don't worry, I'm not taking your stuff, but nothing comes on my ship without me examining it first. No exception. And no offense, I'm not really worried about whether you have people waiting for you or not."

Etar'ipy sighed, realizing her response was a little too harsh. "Listen, I didn't mean to sound like that. I know you Humans have had a rough time. You've been living on your homeworld since forever. I mean, it was your homeworld, after all. And then the S'milsu come along and decide your home planet is one of their holy sites and take over, driving you guys off. Nobody likes the S'milsu. From time to time my people have to knock them back on their scaly, reptilian tails. Blowing the S'milsu to their component parts are the only thing they really understand. But that being said, I'm not here to rescue you or any other human. I just...well, I'm just looking for something. I don't know what, but I'll recognize it when I see it. And if I can help a few humans along the way, that's good too." Etar'ipy sighed before adding, "Listen, just show me what's in all your boxes, we'll get it loaded on the ship, then I'll take you down to my automed to get you fixed up. We'll let you get cleaned up, have a good meal, I'll decide where I want to go next, and figure out together where I can drop you off, free of debt and a few credits in your pocket besides. How's that sound?"
 
Jack looked a little shocked, "Okay..." He said quietly as he lowered his head a little and poked around the boxes, "Listen... the first two are just... things you can look through. Then I have the others with... this one is clothes, this one has my... knick knacks? I guess you would call them? Little things... a jewlrey box with no jewlrey... photos of my family and our old home in a place called America..." he said, 'This third one..." He paused, "Uh... listen, if you want to look at this put it on your ship first," He said quietly, "People around here wouldn't be too happy about it and I doubt you would either," he said.

He looked down, "I didn't mean to imply you care about me. I get it, I'm an investment or something, I appreciate the help I just... I just want to do all I can to prove to you that I'm worth something rather than having you dump me in a slave pit," he said to her quietly as he glanced over his shoulder, "My name is Jack, by the way, I think you knew, but I don't have yours..." he said to her softly, "I appreciate your help and I'll do whatever I can in the mean time..." he said, not looking up or making eye contact as he spoke.
 
"Yeah, well, I'll get you patched up and we'll figure something out," Etar'ipy answered. "And Etar'ipy is my public name. Follow me, I'll show you the hangar to my ship. You can show me what's in the last box then. Inside the hangar will afford us some privacy. But that's a hard, fast, unbendable rule. Nothing but nothing goes on my ship that I don't look at first before it gets on my ship. If you can't live with that, than the box stays here. No exception."

As the pair headed toward the hangar, Etar'ipy tried to ease the tension somewhat. "Yeah, I've heard of America. That's where the Pirates of the Caribbean were from, right?"
 
He walked with her and kept his head low, "That's... where the movies were made, I have a few other books on movies in one of the boxes," he said to her, "I know there's stuff in there but yeah..." he said to her, "Some of the books might be to your liking I hope..." he said to her as he followed with her, "Oh... and uh... here," he said as they got to a rather private area. He moved two boxes and opened up the one he was being secretive about and...

There were books on pets inside. Creatures called horses, and dogs... and cats... things that looked like some of the races across the galaxy, but on four legs. It also included a collar and leash and a few other things inside. He hesitated, "I had someone find it once and they got really... REALLY upset,'H e said quietly, "I'm assuming its because they thought it was... meant to be n insult or a joke," he said to her. He looked, "Please don't be upset? It's just... things," he said to her quietly.

After she had gotten a good look he boxed it back up and started off again with her, looking at the ships as he sighed, "I've never been off world. My mom gave birth to me here... then... she passed away and here I am..." he said quietly as he looked around, "I hope I can pay you back some how Miss Etar'ipy..." he said to her as he followed behind her.
 
"Why would I be insulted?" Etar'ipy asked. "I've seen less developed animals that resemble humans on some planets that are kept as pets, and these implements are used on them," she said as handle the implements. "I daresay there are more than a few planets with primitive feline creatures on them. What of it? They are not my people, and their resemblance to us is just that. Now, if someone were to suggest I or one of my people should don something like this," she said, lifting the collar, "Well, the consequences would be too harsh to imagine. Do I not belong to the freest people the galaxy has ever seen?"

Suddenly realizing that she was talking to a poor human, she quickly added, "And I do not mean to make light of your species' situation. My people are a free people, and we have sympathy for those who are not. And I would no more think of putting a collar on you than I would allow a collar to be put on myself. So we will put this box's contents in my ship's incinerator and think no more of it. "

"And don't worry about repayment," Etar'ipy insisted. "Let's get these boxes loaded, and then I'll take you to my sickbay to have my automed take a look at you. Not to worry, it's been programmed for humans."
 
He hesitated, "Incenerator?" he said to her, "I'd rather... uh... keep it... the.. things inside. They meant something to my mother. She was a... doctor of sorts.. its more or less the last I have of her. She had a pet before she lived on this planet..." he said digging around and pulling a picture of a smiling woman with a happy dog out of it, "I keep this box for sentimental reasons, please don't make me get rid of it," He said to her softly.

He nodded at her, "Well, I hope it can work with cybernetics..." he said to her as he held up the mangled bot hand. He quietly moved his boxes onto her ship before pausing a moment. He went through one of the boxes and pulled out a few more books and handed them to her. One was on something called a Matrix. The people in it wore lots of black. Another was one called "Lord of the rings, the motion picture," which sounded a little strange, but it was filled with Feudal looking individuals in interesting clothes, including some creatures with strange ears... and in the last book he handed her.... well the last book was strange. It was just pictures. Paintings. Artwork from various artists, mostly dealing with humans... it had a whole section near the back dedicated to nude humans even, with them being drawn in strange ways.
 
Etar'ipy eyes focused with ini\erest on the book titled "The Lord of the Rings." The rest of the books looked interesting, sure, and she'd review them as she got a chance to, but there was something about that Lord of the Rings. It had the feel of something that could be the next Pirates of the Caribbean among her people. It would make Etar'ipy herself a cultural icon.

She gave the book with the nude humans a passing glance, but dismissed it for later. This Lord of the Rings book, that was going to be what made this whole trip worth it.

"You have a cybernetic arm," Etar'ipy asked, not looking up from the book. "No offense, but I wouldn't think anyone governing the refugee camps would have spared the expense." She flipped a page as she added, "My own people frown upon the use of cybernetics. One of the reasons we have the best regenerative and gene splicing technology in this section of the galaxy."
 
Jack sighed, "I would prefer to have a hand... I lost mine in an accident working on ships in the yard..." he said pointing to an area where repairs were done, "I do welding on ships and know structural things... if I could have my hand fixed correctly I would but..." he sighed, "I don't have the money for anything," he said quietly, "In case you couldn't tell, those guys were... the ones I owed money too, grifters," he said to her softly.

He hesitatd, "You like the book?" he asked her, "Its another human movie... that one was based off some books," he said to her, "There's a few of the movies made... you can still... get them if you look hard enough," he said to her, "I don't have many movies but I got a few," he said to her.
 
"Do you happen to have any movies based on this book?" Etat'ipy asked. If she had heard the human talk about wishing he had a real arm, she showed no signs of it. Her attention was being drawn in by the wonderful book in front of her. Her tailing was waving excitedly. This was definitely going to be the next new thing among her people, and she was going to be the one who brought it to them.
 
He paused and looked through one of his boxes before pulling out a data slate, "Uh... lets see... I do have... five movies?" he said to her, "That one in your hand is called the two towers and I got that movie right here,' He said to her as he glanced through everything on his data slate. He had a few thousand movies, but honestly he had no idea what truly was in it. He brought up a part of the movie on the tablet and showed it to her, "Its not a holo-vid... its all flat, but if you have something we can play it on that," he said to her as he showed her.
 
"We can do a work around." Etar'ipy replied, examining the DVD.

She examined the flat disc before turning her attention back to Jack. "Before we head down to sickbay, when was the last time you ate?" Etar'ipy asked.
 
The man nodded, "I had corpse-ration yesterday," he said to her. While not actually MADE of corpses, it was noted for the fact it could make people look like a corpse if they had to rely on it too much. IT was generally cheap but not really meant as a real meal for creatures, sentient or otherwise.

He moved his busted hand around a bit, sighing as he did so, "I don't want you to worry too much about helping me out. I'm fine as is, you've done enough for me.. but uh..." he paused, "WHy are you dressed like a pirate and talking about pirates of the caribeean?" he asked her, not being actually knowing what these crazy fads were.
 
"Hmmm?" Etar'ipy said, returning her attention to the book and not looking up. A dozen marketing ideas were already going through her head. This Lord of the Rings was going to be the next big thing throughout her species. "It's a fashion thing. You humans are a font of ideas," she added, looking up and giving Jack a smile.

"I'm sorry, I'm being rude," Etar'ipy said. "You're hungry. Ship! Guide the human to the dining area, allow him access to any of the standard meals, multi-species selection." A series of green lights appeared on the wall. "Just follow the green lights to the dining area. Fill yourself up. I'll be down to join you in a little bit." Etar'ipy returned her attention to the book, almost reverently turning the pages.
 
He paused, "That... that's fine... are you sure?" he said confusedly as she flipped through the pages, "I can... I can help," he said to her as she kept her eyes on the book. He decided he'd tell her about some of the other things later, maybe he could offer more help. With that he simply followed the arrows and went down to the dining area and sat down at a table. He looked at the machine, knowing what it was and thought for a bit about what he wanted.

His stomach growled a little after a few moments and he sighed, "Hamburger... tater-tots?" he said quietly. He winced as the machine produced food rather quickly. He looked at it, leaned in and sniffed it worriedly. He wasn't sure who this woman was and if she was going to do something to him yet so he was being slow. He poked the burger with his hand before deciding that he was going to have to eat no matter what. He looked at the machine again and paused, "Beer?" he said, as it then produced a list for him to choose from. He poked an option and after moment a frothy mug was deposited next to the basket of food.

He paused before unscrewing and removing the metal hand and placing it to the side. With one hand he gently picked up a tater-tot and ate it slowly, biting into it bit by bit before simply picking them up and engulfing them one at a time. Soon they were gone and he had finished half the beer before picking up the burger in a single hand and taking a big bite of it.
 
"Feel free to eat all you want," a voice said from the entrance of the galley. A look of wry amusement was on Etar'ipy's face as she watched the human rapidly devour the food before him. It was almost like he hadn't eaten in ages. Etar'ipy guiltily realized it might indeed have been ages since the human had had a full meal.

"Once you're finished, we'll go down to my sickbay and have the automed fix you up. I don't have the technology to replace your arm on the ship, but we can fix that mechanical replacement you have. Then we can go through your belongings, and you can show me everything related to this Lord of the Rings thing."

An idea flashed through Etar'ipy's brain, and she smiled at the magnanimous gesture she was about to make. "I've got a great idea. You figure out where you want to go, and on the way there, we'll locate an expert splicer/rejuvenator who'll give you a brand new arm. I take you where you want to go, you keep everything in those boxes minus all the Lord of the Rings stuff, and I'll even give you enough credits to set up a shop to...well, do whatever kind of craft or whatever you're trained in. How's that sound?"

To Etar'ipy, it sounded like she was being incredibly generous. Of course, if this Lord of the Ring thing was even half as popular among her people as the Pirates of the Caribbean thing had been, she could be ten times as generous as this, and barely notice it when the credits started rolling in.
 
Jack hesitated as he heard her speaking, "I uh..." he gulped down the bite of food he had taken and sat there for a few minutes, "As great as that offer is... I... have no idea where I'd go, or how I'd work...for myself or otherwise," He said quietly, "I've never been off world," he admitted with a slight sigh, "I've only EVER been on that planet, and never even read about other planets... I dunno what the HELL I'd do," He said to her.

He took a deep breath, "I... appreciate it," he said, "But is there a world where they wouldn't scan my tag and arrest me? I don't know... how the law would work on other worlds," he said, "Are life debts not the norm?" he asked confusedly as he took a few more bites of his burger before having the device make another one, this time with cheese. He bit into the burger hungrily again and got himself another beer as well.

He yawned after finishing the cheese burger and blinking a few times before looking over at her, "Lord of the rings... it was a big thing.. lots of the actors in it were famous for years after words..." he said to her, "I dunno if its... based on history like the pirates were,' He said, "But with how you were dressed like some kind of pirate queen..." he said nervously, "Maybe we can find you some Johnny Depp movies? That was always my moms favorite actor and he was in those Pirate movies," he said not seeing the reason she wanted Lord of the Rings.
 
"No, no," Etar'piy waved off Jack's offer to look up these...what did he call them, Jaunty Depth movies? Well, whatever they were, she didn't need anything more with a pirate theme. Yes, pirates were still popular, but anyone who knew anything about trends knew the pirate theme would wax soon enough, and once it began waning....well, the fortune would be made with whomever came up with the next trend,

"You just focus on filling your belly," she told Jack, rather dismissively. Etar'ipy had always like humans, even if it was from a distance and not with any actual interaction with them. They were a font of unlimited creation, but didn't seem to understand things like timing and harnessing and marketing. It was almost understandable how they had gotten overrun by those fanatical lizards.

Etar'ipy almost immediately felt guilty for that uncharitable thought. If Jack was an example of humans, they were a bit needy and whiny, but seemed to be generally likeable and had a drive to be helpful.

"Well, as far as the tag, we can have it removed once we're spaceborne," Etar'ipy explained. "Such things are..." Etar'ipy paused, trying to decide how to explain such things. "Well, as you know, there are a number of different species, who govern themselves in different ways. In this arm of the galaxy, the various species are gathered in what is known as The General Collective. But it's not a government, it's more of a place species get together to hash out their problems. But the general rule is, what you do in your backyard is your decision. Of course, there are also all sorts of treaties between different species, such as the ones that exist between my people and Karfkabs. We don't have life debts like the Karfkabs define them," she continued,"But by treaty we're obliged to recognize them. Meaning I couldn't just go in, pull out a bunch of your fellow humans, take them out of Karfkab territory, and thell them their life debt was gone. However, since you are in my legal custody, once we're spaceborn, I can remove that tag and cancel your lifedebt, which I'm planning on doing. So, no life debts any more for uou."

"Now, as far as human refugees are concerned---do you want another cheeseburger before I go on?" Erat'ipy asked, wanting to be a good hostess for this human.
 
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